At this time, Shen Zhicheng's assistant Peter opened the conference room door and walked in holding a laptop.
Peter said hello and put the computer in front of Shen Zhicheng, "Mr. Shen, these are the plans jointly developed by the Economic Department and the Public Relations Department. Please take a look."
Shen Zhicheng withdrew his thoughts and turned his attention to the computer screen.
After reading it, Shen Zhicheng nodded thoughtfully, but the wrinkles between his brows never relaxed, as if they had been rubbed by something.
Peter was a little frightened and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Shen, is there anything that needs to be changed? If so, please point it out and I will communicate with them again..."
Shen Zhicheng shook his head, and after thinking for a moment, he signaled to Peter: "For this press conference, please ask for more manpower for on-site security..."
Peter nodded understandingly: "Is Shen always worried that anti-fans will hurt his wife? Okay, don't worry, I will definitely make arrangements."
However, Shen Zhicheng frowned slightly, and belatedly realized that his mentality seemed to have changed quietly.
The strange thing is that at that moment, the person he was worried about was not Ruan Anqi, but Ruan Anlan.
He was worried that Ruan Anqi's fans would make trouble at the press conference that day and hurt Ruan Anlan.
How could he have such an idea?
Shen Zhicheng frowned tightly.
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After coming out of Tianxing Film and Television, Ruan Anlan frowned tightly, with disgust written all over his face.
When Nan opened the car door and saw Ruan Anlan's expression, he immediately asked with great concern: "What's wrong, Sister An Lan? Did Mr. Shen do something to you? Did he scold you?"
Ruan Anlan sat in the car and shook her head when she heard this: "No. I'm fine."
Ruan Anlan said, fastened her seat belt and asked, "Are there any wet wipes?"
Ah Nan took out a brand new pack from the bag and handed it to Ruan Anlan. Looking at Ruan Anlan frowning and wiping hard, he asked curiously: "Sister Anlan, what's wrong with you?"
Ruan Anlan frowned: "I was bitten by a dog."
Anan was stunned for a moment and understood immediately.
But doesn’t Mr. Shen only have eyes for Ruan Anqi wholeheartedly?
How could...?
Ah Nan's curious gaze naturally did not escape Ruan Anlan's eyes. Ruan Anlan smiled and tapped Ah Nan on the head, "What are you thinking about? Your eyes are rolling."
Anan touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a dry smile: "Sister An Lan, you can see all this."
Ruan Anlan smiled and said nothing more.
"By the way, Sister An Lan, the beauty's side has basically been finalized. Let's go over there tomorrow night to try on the hair." Nan said, taking out his iPad and writing something on it.
Ruan Anlan's agent has not been decided yet.
In addition, due to the change of contract, Ruan Anlan still has a high level of autonomy and does not need an agent for the time being.
Therefore, Ah Nan is currently in charge of all activities in this area, and Ruan Anlan is still paying attention to the scripts, but he has never picked a script that he likes.
This fact makes Ruan Anlan quite annoyed.
However, good scripts are something that can only be encountered, so Ruan Anlan is not anxious about this matter, just thinking that it doesn't matter if it comes naturally.
